fifteen.

miscarriage

by FLB

the baby’s soul was sam’s
somber silly sweet
when there was no heart
beat
i fell
to the ground
and wept
my sad eyed springer spaniel
tried to comfort me
i screamed and screamed
as if i’d lost
my love of life
i had

four years later
he came back
the same soul
i recognized
right away
he was ready
my dreaming
green eyed babe
he’d just needed time

i loved you
before i knew
and then we bled
away
do you need time
or were you never

never will be
mine

***

New

by LB

opalescent
fingernails
dig into
cream sheets
as
the alabaster
angel
hovers
cheeks pinched peach
wings soft white
playing a golden harp
i hear you
i hear your music

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